Returned to his own home, and relating the incidents of his trip, Mr. R. mentioned this, when one of his nephews laughed and said: "Well, Uncle R., we Virginia people are so easily imposed upon! You don't think that man will ever return your money _do_ you?" "My dear," replied his Uncle, looking at him reproachfully and sinking his voice, "I was fully repaid by the change which came over the man's countenance." It is due to the Georgian to add that on reaching home, he returned the money with a letter of thanks. * * * * * In sight of the hospitable home of Mr. R. was another equally attractive owned by his brother-in-law, Mr. B. These had the same name--Greenfield--the property having descended to two sisters, the wives of these gentlemen. They might have been called twin establishments, as one was almost a fac simile of the other. At both was found the same hospitality; the same polished floors; the same style of loaf-bread and velvet rolls. The only difference between the two being that Mr. B. kept his doors locked at night; observed more system, and kept his buggies and carriages in better repair. These gentlemen were also perfectly congenial. Both had graduated in law; read the same books; were members of the same church; knew the same people; liked and disliked the same people; held the same political opinions; enjoyed the same old Scotch songs; repeated the same old English poetry; smoked the same kind of tobacco, in the same kind of pipes; abhorred alike intoxicating drinks, and deplored the increase of bar-rooms and drunkenness in our land. For forty years they passed together a part of every day or evening, smoking and talking over the same events and people. It was a picture to see them at night over a blazing wood fire, their faces bright with good nature; and a treat to hear all their reminiscences of people and events long passed. With what circumstantiality could they recall old law cases; describe old duels, old political animosities and excitements! What merry laughs they sometimes had! Everything on one of these plantations seemed to belong equally to the other. If the ice gave out at one place, the servants went to the other for it as a "matter of course;" or if the buggies or carriages were out of order at Mr. R.'s--which was often the case--the driver would go over for Mr. B.'s without even mentioning the circumstance, and so with everything. The families lived thus harmoniously with never the least interruption for forty years. Now and then the old gentlemen enjoyed a practical joke on each other, and on one occasion Mr R. succeeded so effectually in quizzing Mr B. that whenever he thought of it afterwards he fell into a dangerous fit of laughter.